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Finishing up (House party, part 3)

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After the massive threesome fail, I was starting to feel pretty withdrawn.  My hair was a matted mess and I had tears running down my cheeks. It was like 4:30 in the morning. So I slipped into the master bedroom, with the intent of avoiding the remaining people at the party. 

I wanted to clean up a little bit and my bag was in the Host’s closet.  I was digging around but couldn’t find my hairbrush.  Dangit!  I must have left it in the car when I used it right before coming in.  While I was still searching, in walks the cuckhold guy I had seen earlier.  He’d been listening while the Host fucked his wife, and shortly thereafter I saw him eating her pussy on the stairwell. 

He made some joke about how the last time he’d seen me we were in 4th grade.  What?  I did a double take, because I actually did attend elementary school in that city for a while, so not improbable.  He was an average looking, white guy, with bland enough features that I wasn’t sure that he might not have been someone I knew.  He laughed though, and said he was kidding.  Whew! 

He came over and went in for a kiss.  I wasn’t too excited about it and sort of pulled away, making an excuse to leave the room.  I went into the kitchen, where another white guy grabbed my arm. 

This guy was actually pretty cute.  I’d been talking to him earlier and he’d said he was 26, though he looked even younger.  He could definitely pass for a college student.  So in that sense, he wasn’t my type, but he might have been, 15 years ago, lol. 

In any case, he was surprisingly confident and persistent, and he WAS pretty cute. He kissed me a couple of times before I let him lead me down the stairs. To my chagrin, the cuckhold guy was down there already, looking excited to see us.  His wife was passed out on the couch, though she was awake enough to respond when he made a joke about her being the parking lot attendant.

I sat on the couch with the young guy and we were sort of making out.  The cuckhold guy comes over and we ended up moving to another couch. He followed.  He was making comments about threesomes.  I was starting to think, hey, this might not be so bad.  I just had a threesome with two black dudes, now I could do two white guys, that would be a fun story to tell!  Haha

The young guy pulled out his rather thick, nice cock and I started to suck on it.  It wasn’t for long because the other guy was undoing his pants and standing near my face.  So I turned and started to suck on him while continuing to jack off the other guy with my hand.  I didn’t like the taste of this guy’s dick, what was it?  Dried cum?  Gag…

My hand suddenly felt warm and wet.  The younger guy had cum.  I briefly considered using my cum covered hand to lube up guy #2 so I could hurry up and get him to finish as well, but decided against it, lmao.  Somehow, I don’t think he would mind.

Instead I kind of pulled away and the older guy starts shouting things like “suck that thick cock!”  He was just getting revved up, and didn’t realize the other guy had finished (he was still rock hard).  We exchanged glances and I knew he wanted me to cover up for him.  I didn’t say anything about it and sort of half assed sucked on the other guy’s cock a bit while the younger guy pulled up his pants.  I pulled away and didn’t finish off the cuckhold, kind of left him hanging there. The Host had just come down the stairs so that gave me an excuse.

The Host probably thinks I fucked a lot more guys than I actually did at the party, lmao.  There were a few instances where I saw him watching me and it would have appeared to be so, but wasn’t.  Like once, this man, who was part of a black married couple that I had been talking with, had cornered me in the bathroom and tried to ask about having a threesome with he and his wife.  I liked HER and she was cool, but him, not so much.  Plus, I don’t know that she would have wanted that, or it was just him, because he was being secretive.  He turned off the light at one point and we were in there in the dark. Upon opening the door, there was Mr. Host again, paying attention from across the room.

Anyhow, I got up and asked Mr. Host if he needed help with anything. He was cleaning up and said he thought he had it and was just trying to get people to leave now. The younger white guy left and I avoided the other one and went upstairs. 

The Redhead girl was sitting on a chair upstairs in the living room and I sat down to talk to her, while some of the remaining people who were milling about filtered their way out.  She had changed out of her dress and was bumming, in sweats with her hair pulled back, like if you were at home watching tv or something. She said she had to be at some military function in an hour.  Mr. Host had went into the kitchen and was having a discussion with the security guys, I think divvying up money. They each individually hugged me before they left, by the way. I don’t think they had a clue how uncomfortable I was with the rough sex.

She sees me and was like “OMG, did you…”  I said “yes” and she said “I have never….”  I responded “I know”.  She whispered “I could barely even…”  I retorted “me either”.   The Host walks into the room so we continue our conversation in half sentences, obviously talking about the guy with the big cock, but wanting to fly under the radar so he wouldn’t catch it.  He was like “What the Hell did I just hear??”  LMAO.  I said “we are telepathic” and he just stared in disbelief.  She laughed and said “telepathy, we are communicating through telepathy”.  We both giggled and were like, it’s just “girl talk”.  He looked suspicious, but shook his head and left the room.

We talked for a few minutes longer about him and his not cumming with her and she said it was the same with Mr. Host.  She says now HE can go forever!  At that, the woman who I know has an ongoing sexual relationship with Mr. Host, whose husband is the old black guy and she is like 27, came into the room.  She was messing with her phone but looked up at that comment and said “yep”.  Then the Redhead made a joke, that I didn’t catch until later.  She was like straddling the arm of the chair she was on and said “Quit tryin to run” and the other girl laughed out loud.

Hours later, when I was in bed with Mr. Host, I finally “got it”, LMAO!  He’s got me pinned down, in some sort of hold where he is on his elbows and doing me from the back and he says “Quit tryin to run!  You can’t go nowhere!  Quit tryin to run!  You can’t get away from me!”  LMMFAO!!!  I can just picture him, with his big old cowboy hat that he likes to wear, and his southern drawl/midwestern twang accent, out there “wrasslin a hawg” or something.  Only in this interaction, I’m…..the hog.  Bahahaha! 

The embarrassing part is that, to me, this was actually pretty hot! LMAO Rape fantasies and all. 😉 Not the imagining a hog part, lol, but just being trapped like that where I can’t get away. 😉

Okay, so anyway the third girl is in the room and The Redhead again brings up the guy with the big dick. Now she is curious too because she didn’t get to have sex with him. So we both climb over onto the couch with her and we are huddled up talking and showing her pics and she is asking what his screen name is and saying she needs to put this into her phone.

In walks Mr. Host, and we quickly change the subject. You can tell he’s been trying to catch a little bit of our conversation and see what’s up. He later told me he didn’t like us girls talking about him. I guess that’s what he assumed since we had all slept with him at some point. He admitted though, that guys do the same thing. I said we were talking about something else anyway, and that she had only mentioned that he lasts a long time. Of course that was before I got the other joke, haha.

The Redhead left and the other girl went back and I think was talking with Mr. Host. Her husband came out and practically yelled at me to get up off the couch and come to bed. I’m thinking, seriously, please tell me we are not sleeping in the same bed with these people again!! Mr. Host had promised me not this time.

I got up and he was like you come in here with me, but said I needed to go outside to my car. I walked past Mr. Host and this woman having what appeared to be some sort of emotional discussion, in order to get my purse. I get the feeling she wants to sleep with him. Where is that going to leave me? I sure as hell don’t want to sleep with the old guy.

I went out and got my hairbrush. When I came back in she was still in the room, but walked out. Mr. Host was lying on the bed.

It felt a little awkward. I asked “what do you want me to do?” and he looked a little upset but said “what do you mean?” I said I wasn’t sure if he wanted me to sleep with him. He said, “of course I do, go close the door and come here, I think we are done with them now”.

I did as he asked and got under the covers next to him. The old man then barges in the room and starts telling me to get up and trying to yank me out of bed. I pulled away from him. He said “come on! Aren’t you going to come with me?”. I turned to look helplessly at Mr. Host. He looks at me for a second and then tells the old guy to leave us alone to “talk”. He didn’t come back. Thank God.

Mr. Host was like “you should have told him no, it’s okay to stand up for yourself”. I asked “were you trying to pawn me off on him?” and he said “NO!! Of course not.” He claimed the guy was drunk and normally doesn’t act that way, that normally he would be very polite and ASK me first, not demand stuff. He said he is not really like that.

I don’t know, but I was a little confused and glad he left. We had great sex in the morning but through much of the rest of the night I felt he was holding back a bit, maybe trying to keep me quiet so the other girl wouldn’t hear. He said he just wanted to “make love” and was going slow for much of the time. Not that it wasn’t fun, just a little frustrating. He did say he was tired, which is reasonable I guess, lol and wanted to sleep with his cock inside me (talk about frustrating, haha).

In the morning though, the sex was more intense and those people were still there. Finally, he came. :p I had to leave early due to my ex husband acting like an ass and refusing to take my son to basketball practice. Grrrr…. So not sure what happened with them after that.

I wasn’t able to meet with the Bodybuilder because of that either and he was kind of upset. I think he feels put off, and it’s true I kind of did do that. I couldn’t make any concrete plans with him due to my ex making it difficult for me to spend as long as I would like out of town. I’m glad I left it open ended though or it would have been worse. I knew I couldn’t make promises to get together. I’m sure he will still try to meet with me again. 😉

Another house party (part 1)

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I’m eager to write about what happened this weekend, though short on time.  So bear with me if I can’t finish it all and you are left with another cliff hanger. 😉

Mr. Firm has begun reading my blog.  So far so good.  😉  He really seems to like it!  Whew!!  Of course, when I had texted with him last, he was only back to like August of this year.  He hadn’t read about all the drama with the Professor, my past, some of my more weak, insecure postings.  If he keeps reading he will see it all, the good, the bad and the ugly.

I was totally relieved by his response to what he has read thus far.  He said not to be embarrassed, that my experiences don’t even scratch the surface of some of the stuff he has done.  I believe him, lol.  You don’t get that good in bed without some serious practice!! 😉 It’s a really good feeling to have acceptance from someone who knows me personally, after reading all I have written. I feel like I have trusted the right person.  So few men are able to truly handle my sexuality, and with him I feel safe.

He said we will have a lot to discuss and he may even make some comments on the blog.  I think that will be very educational.  I’m pretty sure he’s someone I can and will learn a LOT from, both inside and outside the bedroom.  I look forward to what the future holds in that regard, especially now that he knows some of my deep, dark desires. 😉  Of course, he said he had me pegged on a lot of that stuff already, I guess due to how we interact and in the bedroom plus what he has seen in others.

He says he is going to answer some of my questions, like what he means when he says I fuck him like he “needs” and whether I missed out on not coming for a gangbang.  LMFAO, that should be eye opening!  😉 🙂 I’m looking forward to more of his response.

In the meantime I had another interesting weekend!!  I attended another party thrown by The Host.  It wasn’t quite as fun as the last time but I had my share of adventures!

Right before leaving town, the Professor texted me.  He asked what I was doing and seemed kind of upset that I was leaving to go to a party.  I felt like he was trying to guilt trip me, like he did in the past when we were seeing each other.  Only now, he really has no excuse.  He said he knew I was probably going to “have fun” and I said “maybe” and he said “yeah right, you know you will”.  He seemed a tad jealous, but hey, he’s not fucking me, so why does it even matter anymore? It’s been 9 months since we have had sex.

Anyhow, I got to the party and was a little disappointed.  There weren’t as many people there as last time, even though I arrived almost two hours after it started.  There were a few of the same couples and people but most I didn’t recognize from the last party.  I have seen quite a few of them at other swinger clubs however.  It made me feel a little better about him not inviting Mr. Firm.  Maybe he was just trying to vary the list and only invited a handful of the same folks, like me and this couple that was in the bed with us last time.  His cousins, the two I had played with, were there and one woman who I met before who later told me she is his Aunt.  A few of the single women were the same and I figure maybe that’s because they are people he is fucking, lol.

In any case, at first I couldn’t even find HIM because I guess he was out in the garage smoking with a bunch of people, and I don’t smoke, so I hadn’t even realized they were out there.  Nevertheless, I talked a little bit with the security guys and made my way around the house to see who was there.  I spoke with a couple people I recognized before finally finding Mr. Host and him telling me where I could find some wine.  I was cautioned by several people, somewhat jokingly, not to drink too much.  I guess my passing out last time made an impression, ha!  People were monitoring my drink levels the whole entire party. :p  I was only allowed 3 cups. lol

Anyhow, I mingled and chatted and did my thing though it at first seemed a little more difficult than last time.  A few different guys kind of hit on me but none of them seemed that appealing.  Still, I tried to be friendly.

After awhile people started to go into some of the back bedrooms and close doors.  We all know what that means.  😉  So I found an excuse to make my way back to the “public” play room that was the main bedroom.  In there a woman was using a Hitachi magic wand on another woman while several couples and a few singles watched.  When I walked in the door I was invited to be next, and I obliged.

I lay on the bed, while the redheaded girl I went down on at another party cleaned off the wand.  She sprayed some cotton candy lube in my mouth, saying taste this stuff, its really good isn’t it?  She said she had gotten it at a Passion Party.  That reminds me that I have a girlfriend from high school who throws those.  She’d tried to get me to have one awhile back, a “divorce party” after my marriage fell apart, but I felt like, at the time, none of the ultra conservative Christian people I was hanging around with would have been interested, lol.

Anyhow, while like 20 people watched, she helped me pull off my clothes and boots and put the toy against my clit.  Part of the time she was fingering me as well and the whole thing felt really good.  The older black man from the previous party, the one who had cum all over my face in 15 seconds, pulled down my top and started sucking on one of my boobs.  A Mexican girl started playing with the other.  People continued to walk in and out of the room to see what was going on and she upped the vibrator to a level 5 (out of 10). It had some sort of pulsating motion that was feeling really good. She said that was her favorite level too.

The older guy moved out of the way and I think motioned to his wife, who came over and started sucking on my boob in his place. I finally came, not loudly like I sometimes do during sex, but enough that people could tell that I needed to stop.

I am not sure who all was even in there at that point but I know I’d seen the host come in and out and some other single guys. One of the security guys, the one I’d had sex with the time before, was paying attention because he commented that he’d seen I was having fun. He and I continued to flirt a bit throughout the party and he had told me he couldn’t wait to get finished “working” so we could play.

After I walked out of the room, I heard a woman moaning loudly in another bedroom. Outside the door was a guy listening in and he said “that’s my wife and the Host”. He looked to be enjoying it.

I continued to mingle and awhile later the redhead who had used the magic wand on me comes up and says in a low voice, “OMG, did you see that guy I just came out of the room with?” I said no and she was like “his dick is THIS BIG” motioning with her hands. “It was HUGE, I don’t mean just kind of huge, I mean HUGE, like where it actually hurt and I have never even seen a dick that big”. I asked who it was and she kind of described him and said he was wearing a blue shirt.

So I took note but didn’t see the guy for a bit until she passed me near the stairs and says “that’s him, over there”. Oh, okay, that guy had been trying to hit on me earlier and I thought he was lame. I’d gotten kind of bored and made an excuse to ditch him. Now, I was sufficiently curious, lmao. I decided I’d have to let him try again later. 😉

So after awhile I see him and the redheaded girl together on the couch and I decided to join them. I sat on the other side of her and they were sharing pictures and looking at the swinger site. She kind of discreetly flashes me a dick pic that he had just sent on her phone. It did look pretty big, though you can’t always tell in a picture. I had to see this in real time to decide if I agreed, lol. The three of us talked for a couple minutes before she got up and left.

Of course, then he starts trying to talk to me again. I listened while he told me how he would love to take me on a date and to the movies and out to eat. He said I seem like the type of girl that would love to go to “vanilla parties” and just do “vanilla” things with him. WTF? Why would I be here then?? I figured he must be worn out from the sex and was trying to make a date for later because of that.

He blabbed on and on about how all the white girls where I live are so enlightened and intelligent and they all listen to rnb (because I said that was my favorite genre when he asked). Yeah right! I live in a racist, redneck hell-hole that doesn’t even HAVE an rnb station, and most people there listen to country music and lame ass pop. Whatever, but he was clearly trying to flatter me that way.

I’m thinking, I wish this guy would just shut up and pull out his cock already, lol. We exchanged numbers, and FINALLY he kisses me. We made out for a little bit before he asked me if I wanted to go back to one of the bedrooms.

So we go in the room and clothes start coming off and and he finally pulls off his pants. That girl was NOT LYING, lmao!! He was freaking HUGE! He had to be over 10 inches and as thick as my wrist!! It was like a freaking tree trunk! I was seriously kind of glancing down there thinking “oh crap, I don’t know if I can do this” haha.

I started giving him a blow job and was very thankful for the practice I’ve had with my fuck buddy and someone who was really thick around. Because I at least had some idea what to do when you can barely get your mouth around it. He seemed to be enjoying it a lot. He went down on me too and was pretty good at that.

He put on a condom (yeah all those guys who claim that their magnum condoms are too tight are lying, lmao, cause if this guy could wear one anyone could). The sex was fairly good, though he had to go slow. When he asked me to get on my hands and knees though, I was a bit reluctant. I’m thinking, how the fuck does he think I am going to be able to do that?? Hahaha but I just said “BE CAREFUL” and we kind of managed, with him going very slow. It still hurt at some angles and it wasn’t like we could finish that way.

He pulled out, took off the condom, and I blew him some more. He asked if he could cum in my mouth and I didn’t answer right away. I really didn’t want him to. I love it when its with a guy I am into, but really, those are few and far between. With most guys it seems repulsive. It’s like a mental block, I have to be really into the guy or the sex to want to swallow his cum.

He asked again and I kind of shook my head no. So he pulled it out and said then he was gonna save his cum for next time, so I’d be sure to have something to come back for. :p Asshole, lol.

Don’t think I finished here, though that was mostly the end with that particular guy. There’s still lots more to tell. I have to get off the library computer now though. Booo!! Till next time!

Pissed at the Producer

Well folks, it looks like things have come to a halt with the Producer.  I was flaming mad for a few days and have finally calmed down a little bit.  Spending the night with my fuck buddy last night seemed to help a lot.  Gosh, I’d almost forgotten what a huge dick he has, lol.  It’s super thick, on top of being 9 inches long.  The Producer is always bragging about how thick HIS cock is (and it is) but after being with my fuck buddy again, well, it seems like it’s twice as wide. 

Anyhow, we had a great night, with a few rounds of sex and cuddling up to watch a movie, naked on his couch. As predicted, he went raw with me for the first time.  I don’t doubt that seeing that pic of me and the Producer, that he had gotten mad about because he wasn’t wearing a condom, had something to do with it.  He still wore a condom for the first couple rounds but one broke and we ran out of Magnums and tried to use another one on him that I had but it was tight.  He’s normally a real stickler about condoms, but we decided it would be okay for him to just pull out.  We slept all snuggled up and had more great sex in the morning before I left.  That’s also the first time, in almost a year and a half of seeing each other, that we have spent a full night together.

So back to the Producer.  Remember how great things were going with us?  At least that’s what I thought.  He had kept saying how sprung he was with me, was texting me frequently, calling “just to hear my voice”, seeing me twice a week when he came through, kept talking about how he wanted to take me to Vegas and go to parties that are a few months down the road, bought me roses and took me out on my Birthday, was saying how I give the best head he’s ever had in his life and what wonderful sex we have, and had recently met a couple of my kids.  He even bought us go-cart tickets that were like $250 worth of rides.  I was really feeling confident that he was “into” me.

I had gotten sick for a couple of weeks but he was still calling and texting and all seemed well when he took off overseas.  He had been in touch ever since, on Whatsapp, sexting and telling me about his trip. 

So imagine my surprise when he suddenly, out of the blue, messages me on there to drop the bomb.  He’s found a new woman, that he met on Match.com two weeks ago and they are developing “feelings” for each other.  He doesn’t want to drop me however, but to “include” me with the two of them, because “isn’t this crazy” she is bi and believes in an open relationship.

Um, excuse me?  WHAT THE FUCK?!  I was totally blindsided!! I’ve been seeing him for months and I’M the one that needs to be “included” like a little side piece?  Because he is developing feelings that apparently he never had for me?  WOW!!

I was FLOORED!!  OUCH! 😦 😦 😦  He approached it like it was some important thing he had to tell me and was like “I understand if you never want to talk to me again”. I said “so I got sick and you found someone else and now you want me to settle with second place….yeah, fuck off”.  He said okay and a few hours later sent me some bullshit poem about a “Ride or Die Chick”. I told him “go fuck yourself” and he laughed then said okay he would consider himself deleted. 

He said I was being hostile and that he had always treated me with respect and never treated me second class and that he had told this woman all about me.  He said he really talked me up and that he told her how much respect he had for me and my kids and that he had to include me in his life.  He added that we had always “gone beyond the friends situation” and that he wanted to continue to do so.

I told him there was nothing respectful about asking me to take a backseat because he fell in love with someone and to please never contact me again.  He started getting mad and said I was acting like a bitch.  He commented that I have all these men “on the side” so what am I talking about?  I was like “whatever, I never asked you to take a backseat to anyone, I don’t treat people that way.  I’ve also never called you out of your name.  I’m done, goodbye and good riddance”. 

He responded by telling me it was my fucking loss, that I am wack and left a voice message again saying I was acting like a bitch and telling me to fuck off.  Then he blocked (and later unblocked) me on Whatsapp.  I decided to block him after that and haven’t talked with him since.

My blood was boiling for a few days there.  I mean, he has some fucking NERVE trying to get me to hang around for scraps after he has decided he prefers someone else.  Add that I had told him a little bit about what happened with the married woman and the Professor and it was just adding insult to injury.  Unbelievable.

There is no way in HELL I want to put myself in a position where I am having to compete with another woman like that again.  I didn’t sign up to be the jumpoff.  They can both go jump off a fucking cliff!! 

After calming down a little bit, I can see that if he’d approached me differently I might not have been so upset, but it’s still not a position I want to be in.  Clearly he was envisioning bi threesomes and all kinds of fun, but um, I’ve TOLD him my big fear about threesomes with another woman is being left out.  How the heck would I feel being the unloved one in the group.  NO THANKS! 😦

What’s crazy is the day before he was going on about how I give the best head he’s ever had in his life and asking me to rate his sexual performance.  He said he wanted to be my number 1 and how close was he? “Be honest”. I finally said “you’re in the top ten” and he wasn’t satisfied with that.  So I was like well, probably the top 5.  (Reasoning that the Married man, then Mr Firm, then the Professor, followed by a tie between the Pilot and the Fuck Buddy might get him there).  He still wasn’t liking it and I said that wasn’t fair because I don’t ask him to rate me.  So he claimed I am his #1 head giver and #3 otherwise.  I was like “only #3?” and he said that was because there was a 3 way tie and if he ranked alphabetically.  Yeah, whatever…. but I think it’s kind of fucked up that if he likes the sex that much he would try and fuck it up by announcing that he was in love with some bitch he has known for all of TWO WEEKS???  How do you fall “in love” that fast anyway? 

I don’t know but I am kind of in an emotional mess over it.  It seems like the minute I dropped my guard and started to let him in, he turned on me!  That seems to happen far too frequently with men. 😦  Makes me think none of them are trustworthy at all.  It’s like the minute you start to let them know you actually like them they decide it’s time to stick a knife in your back.  Fuck him!  Or rather not, I don’t know that I could ever go there again, I feel so disrespected. He wants to make ME the secondary?  Really?  To some woman he just met??  Isn’t that backwards????  Shouldn’t he be putting ME first? What’s messed up is I thought I was doing everything right, never causing drama, giving great blowjobs, trying to keep it all positive and my reward is getting knocked to the side….nice. 

I am so fucking offended it is hard to get over it.  Thank God for my Fuck Buddy or I think I’d hate all men right now.  He is my lifesaver. 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A couple swap with the Producer!!

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Last night the Producer and I went to a swinger party.  He’d expressed interest in going, so I agreed to take him to one here in town.  I was a bit reluctant at first but when I discovered the party was schoolgirl themed, I changed my tune.  I’d bought a cute little schoolgirl outfit awhile back on clearance, for just such an occasion, and was excited for a chance to wear it!

I admit I was a little nervous about how things would go.  The Producer has expressed reluctance to “share” me in the past and I wondered how that was going to go over and if he was really just wanting to find a woman to hook up with.  The party didn’t allow single males so it would mostly be couples swapping and possibly an occasional single female anyhow. 

Much to my surprise he was actually pretty cool about things.  On the way to dinner I brought up the question of how he would feel about me hooking up with another guy and he said not to worry, he wasn’t going to trip.  He said we were going TOGETHER and leaving together and that he knew he’d end up taking me home in the end so that made him happy.

We had a great dinner and discussion beforehand.  I wore my new little white dress, despite it being after Labor Day (screw the “rules”, lol) and the first thing the hostess said to me at the restaurant was “I really love that dress, it’s so cute!!”  I got carded by the waitress, who said she was told to question anyone who looked under 30, so that made my day too! Ha!  Especially since I just had my ::cough37thcough::: birthday!!!  Shhhh…..

While we were eating the Producer kept staring at me and saying every time he sees me I look even sexier.  He was like “I am so sprung”.  Later on he was telling the same thing to people at the party, lol.

He recently mentioned a girl he knows who is from my hometown.  She is a stripper, and I guess at some point a few years ago wanted to move in with him to get away from bad influences there.  I had said hmmm, what is her name and he told me.  Looked her up on my phone on Facebook and sure enough we had 48 mutual friends, one of whom was one of my sisters. 

He was watching over my shoulder and was like, uh-oh, now I know who to ask about you.  Scrolled through the mutual friends and saw that I am also friends with a guy he knows from the music industry.  He and some other guys I grew up with actually made it pretty big for a while there.

This had him even more determined to find out about me.  He said he was going to call them both and try to dig up some dirt.  I tried to dissuade him and was like, all that and anything I did back then was a loooong time ago and doesn’t define me now.  He was shaking his head and saying he bet he was going to find out I was “gangsta”.

Oh shit.  He had me freaked out there for a bit, lol.  This lead to a discussion where he demanded to know how many sexual partners I had in the past.  I said it was irrelevant but he wouldn’t let it be and I finally told him.  Fortunately his numbers are much higher than mine.  He says he’s slept with over 250 people so that’s no big deal to him.  Whew!

As for the “gangsta” part, let’s just say he revealed some of his past and it’s much worse than mine so I have room to breathe.  Even if he does talk to someone and they tell him about my past or that I used to date a big deal drug dealer, it shouldn’t cause too much trouble.  He’s even admitted he has a huge “thing” for innocent looking females with a dark side. 😉 Anyhow, maybe all that discussion made him more open to exploring with me at the party because it was afterwards that he suggested we go to one. 

The night of the party he reserved a motel room at the official swinger hotel, right across from the building we would be in.  I warned him that it was kind of seedy and people leave their doors open where you can watch them fuck.  I’ve only been in there once before and it was after the 2nd party I went to with the Professor, that I haven’t really written about.  The rooms were full but he flirted with the girl making the reservations and she cancelled someone else, who hadn’t put theirs on a credit card, just so we could get in.

Thankfully, it has been remodeled a bit since the last time I was there and was looking much better.  The woman he had talked to on the phone was working the front desk.  She was of Middle Eastern descent and said her husband is black and she had figured the Producer was as well, from his name.  It’s funny how many people commented on his name last night.  He has a fairly common “black” name but I guess not many people around here have heard it and think it’s cool.

 We checked in and once we got up to the room I changed into my schoolgirl costume, complete with little white knit gloves with the finger holes cut out and white knee highs with black bows. (The picture above is the same as my outfit, but I didn’t wear the tie and my knee highs are different). I wore clunky black heels and my hair in high pigtails.  I’d asked the Producer’s opinion and he preferred those to braids or low pigtails.  He thought my outfit looked sexy and I only got compared to Pippi Longstocking once, lol. 

Some other people were claiming I looked like Salma Hayek.  Too funny.  I do get mistaken for being Latina fairly often and am built like a Latina girl, with a curvy butt and boobs.  The Producer said I was the hottest girl there and that he wasn’t really attracted to that many of the women.  There were a couple of cute blondes but even one girl that I have met before and think is really pretty, he said she had too small of boobs.  According to him a lot of the women were inflicted with “candle ass” where it looks like your butt is melting into your legs.  He says mine doesn’t look like that. 

Anyhow, he was unimpressed.  He wanted to sit back and people watch a bit so we found a place at a table and got our drinks made and kicked back.  We had a good view of some of the “shadow rooms” where you could see people’s silhouettes.  One had a sex swing in it and in another there was a guy getting a blow job.  There were also a few people on the dance floor and occasionally on the pole.  We never got to watch anyone on the Sybian because the women kept requesting privacy in there and they were kicking people out.

The guy getting the blow job was one of the first things I noticed and pointed out.  The Producer said look, you can tell it is a black dude in there.  Even through the curtain his silhouette looked “black” haha and since he was the only black person other than the Producer it was noticeable.  He also had a longish cock and the Producer said he thought that was what I was interested in, lmao.

Whoever it was was in there for a loooong time getting this blow job and I commented on that fact.  By this time there were TWO women blowing him and he was standing there scratching his head like he was bored.  Come to find out we were sitting right behind his wife, a blonde 40-ish woman, and she made a comment about how that was her husband “showing off again”.  She went and talked to him and was kissing on him but he was still standing there getting a blow job.  The Producer said he must not be getting a good one if it is taking that long and his wife said he NEVER cums from blowjobs anyway.

Meanwhile we drank and danced a bit and talked with some people.  During a couple of songs chairs were lined up across the dance floor and men came to sit on them while women found a guy to give a lap dance to.  The black guy’s wife invited the Producer to come sit out there while she danced for him and he said “no thanks” which she took personally. 

She was like “wow, you just shot me down like that?” and he apologized and said he just didn’t want to go up there.  However when it came the women’s turn to head up he really wanted to see me get a lap dance, so I went and took a seat.  I was giggling the whole time as some 40-something white dude straddled me and went to town.  He said “I don’t know what the fuck I am doing but what the hell” lmao.  Then he turned around and started grinding his ass on me so I playfully gave him a slap.  The man dancing on the woman next to me said “hey, no hands allowed” and I could see the Producer cracking up.

By this time the black guy had come out of the room and joined his wife and was talking with her and the Producer.  He was pretty darn cute and had an accent.  He said he was from some remote island in the Caribbean and is in the military here.  The Producer later commented that it looked like he married that woman for a green card.  She was in her early 40’s and he is 28.  He was definitely the more attractive looking of the two.

The Producer kept referring to the Caribbean guy as “Mandingo” and saying he could see me looking at him.  He was being playful about it but I kind of denied it and was like “whatever”.   When we talked with the couple, Mr. “Mandingo” (lol) barely even looked my way, though I admit I was wanting him to.  He did ask what our screen names were on the swinger site and I was hoping he was going to hit me up sometime later. At one point he was standing at the end of our table and I subtly “bumped” his foot on purpose to get his attention and we made eye contact. 

The Producer and I had fun singing some of the songs that were played and dancing together. Some women came over and flirted with him and talked with me too.  One of them is a bigger woman with gigantic boobs which she pulled out for him to touch.  Her male friend, not her husband, who was also there- I discovered later,  told the Producer if he didn’t suck on them he was a “pussy” but he declined.   

I finally got up on the pole towards the end of the night.  My school girl costume, as requested by the hosts, was without panties, so when I bent over you could see everything, lol.  I had fun but couldn’t do everything I wanted because it was one of those poles that is on a stand and doesn’t reach the ceiling so I was worried it could tip over.  It didn’t seem all that stable.  Still the Producer thought it was hot and said a lot of people were watching.  While he was trying to watch, the woman with the big boobs had them out and was bouncing them against his head, trying to distract him.  LOL

When it was time to go the Producer gave our hotel room number to Mr. Mandingo and his wife.  I was surprised since he’d expressed that he didn’t find her all that attractive!  He also gave it to the woman with the big boobs and her husband.  She’d been claiming she had the tightest pussy in the entire place and that he should give it a try. 

The Producer claimed he was thinking we could just not answer our door, but Mr. Mandingo and company were right on our tail as we walked up the steps to our room.  I went to use the restroom real quick and when I came out they were sitting on the chair by the bed. 

I sat on the bed and we talked for a few minutes before his wife came up to lie beside me.  The men started undressing and soon I was sucking Mr. Mandingo’s long black cock while the Producer fucked his wife next to me. The Producer warned him that my blow job skills are excellent and he said yeah but he never cums from blow jobs.  He also told the guy to fuck me real good. Oh my God, when we started fucking he was good!  I tried not to get too loud but I couldn’t stop.  In between I was whispering stuff in his ear, like “Oh my god that feels good”. 

He made me cum a few times and at one point the Producer came and slapped my ass a bit before he pulled me off of him.  He later said it was because the wife was starting to get upset.  I had looked over and seen him licking her pussy and them fucking on the chair a few minutes before that.  We traded and the Producer and I fucked for a while and Mr. Mandingo and his wife were going at it right next to us. 

At some point they stopped and I was giving the Producer a blowjob.  I had thought they were done but the guy came up behind me and slipped on another condom.  The wife was just sitting in the chair while the two of them were tag teaming me. 

At some point we switched and the Producer had me bent over the bed while Mr. Mandingo came over again and had his cock in my face so I started sucking.  He and the Producer were talking about my dick sucking skills and Mr. Mandingo said that with me it seemed like I loved it so much it was a “fetish”.  Haha 

I hate to think what was going through his wife’s head because she was just sitting there while I was getting all the attention.  Someone came to the door and the Producer pulled out of me as the wife went to answer.  I continued on sucking and Mr. Mandingo spurted out a bunch of cum.  The others were distracted but I said to him “I thought you don’t cum from blowjobs”. He was like “I don’t even know what just happened”.  LMAO 😉 

So we stopped and the first thing the wife says to me is “you need to work on the sounds you make.  Sometimes it sounds like you are saying OW, like you are getting hurt”.  WTF?  Bitch please…but I didn’t comment and looking back I do feel bad for her being left out.  I’m pretty sure she said that out of jealousy.  I mean, maybe I do, I don’t know, but it’s not like I practice my sex noises, lmao.

Anyhow when they left the guy who had been at the door, the man who was a friend with the big boob woman was still standing there and the Producer made me lift up my dress to show him my ass.  Then he went downstairs to look for the woman he’d been with and I wondered how long I would be up there alone.

I didn’t know if he was down there fucking her or what but didn’t see anyone in the hallway when I went out there.  So I lay on the bed and touched myself a bit thinking about what had just went down.  The Producer came back fairly quickly and said he’d gone in the lobby and that guy had tried to grab his dick so he told him no and came back up to be with me.  He was like “screw that!” 

We fucked some more and I made him cum with a blow job.  Then we crashed and fell asleep.  I noticed the next morning that I’d been validated on the swinger site by Mr. Mandingo (presumably him and not his wife) who said I was sexy and fun.  I wonder if I will ever see or hear from them again?  The Producer says he bets money I will.

We were discussing it when he took me out for breakfast and I was like yeah, but the wife wasn’t too keen on me when they left.  He says he can tell she will just follow her husband’s lead and do what he says because he is giving HER good dick.  Hmmmm… I guess we will find out!! 

It’s a very firm “yes” to this one ;)

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I’ve kept quiet for a bit because I’ve been in a bit of emotional turmoil over things with the Professor, but I met with a new man last night and had a blast.  I think I’ll refer to him as “Mr. Firm” 😉  That suits him in more ways than one and he works as an IT manager at a law firm.  He’s also very athletic, played football and baseball in college and still coaches his kid’s teams and is in great shape.

The Professor, well, it’s pretty much the same old same old so not going to dwell too much on that.  He contacted me again and I was a bit snappy.  I told him if he doesn’t think I am good enough to be his Facebook friend then he’s probably not good enough to be my friend in real life.  He said he didn’t mean to hurt me, but why else would you reject someone’s request like that?  What’s another Facebook friend, seriously? He tried to claim he hadn’t been on Facebook at all and I said well, a week was plenty enough time for him to get on there and either accept me or delete the married woman, like he said he was going to.  He hasn’t, as suspected, and I’m pretty damn sure he never will. 

I don’t know or get his reasoning for treating me that way but it pisses me off.  Then he tries to send me sad faces and act like it bothers him and saying “ok, I’ll just leave you alone”.  Whatever.  His Facebook rejection was upsetting me so much it was keeping me up at night worrying and wondering why he didn’t want me there.  If he really cared there IS something he could do about it but it’s his CHOICE not to.  I’m not going to keep going on with him as long as I’m being seen as substandard in some way to this woman.  It’s just way too insulting.

So the past several days I’ve kind of been throwing myself into housecleaning and preparing for the upcoming school year.  It’s keeping my mind off of him.  I also went out with the Producer, who took me to the fair and we rode rides together.  He let me drive his car which was nice, though he was making jokes about people thinking I’m his “sugar mama”.  Not so sure I like that but whatever, he’s the one paying for stuff. 😉  He is making some kind of plans to take me out for my birthday later in the month so excited about that too!  Yay!! It’s fun to get a little spoiled once in a while! 😉

Sex with the Producer is still pretty much the same though it was better than usual the last time we got together.  I was about to start my period and am always super horny the day before. What’s crazy is that I started 5 days late.  I wasn’t freaking out TOO much since the Producer was the only one I’ve slept with lately and he’s good about pulling out but yeah, that was a little stressful.  I think maybe the stress and worry of things with the Prof and the Fuck Buddy and everything combined may have just gotten to me.

Offhand, I also met again with that guy who gave me the flowers awhile back if any of you all remember him.  He works with homeless kids and is a personal trainer.  He’s really nice, but alas, that’s just it.  He doesn’t TRY anything on me!  Aside from making comments about WANTING to, he doesn’t actually DO it!!  GRRR….  Way too shy for me.  I really need a more aggressive man.  He’s cute though!  Just hate passivity in men, it turns me off.  That and his comments over text are things like “are you going to let me get to second base next time?”.  What are we in Junior High?  LMAO  I’ll be 37 in a couple weeks and guys are asking to get to second base…SMFH.

So anyhow, last night I finally got to meet this guy I’ve been waiting on.  Mr. Firm.  Mmmmmm…. 

I met Mr. Firm on the swinger site.  He’s got twice as many validations as even the Pilot or the Professor and has been doing this for quite a while.  From what I read I had no doubt he was going to be good in the sack.  He is also good at communicating over email and text.  I was liking him before we ever met and figured he would be the most promising of the several guys I’ve been chatting with.

He’s not annoying and doesn’t text constantly and he’s in a long term relationship with the mother of his child.  He says they have an open relationship and only play when travelling, so he plays more often but she is allowed to also.  I asked if they swing together and he says they have occasionally but mostly don’t because they have found it is easier and helps keep out drama just not to discuss it.

I’ve been picking his brain a bit on this because I am curious how they manage to work it all out.  According to him they started out monogamous but would go on camping trips with friends which evolved into sexcapades and eventually lead them to swinging.  After the baby was born she was less interested in playing but now that the child is older she sometimes does and he keeps on quite a bit.  She plays with other men, but not couples.  He does both and he says it turns him on, not off, to see a woman fucking another guy.  I had to test him a bit on this before sending him any pics of me in action due to my recent experience with my Fuck Buddy.

In fact, he has invited me to join him and two other guys at a hotel here soon in another state. They are guys he went to school and played sports with, from his Fraternity. (Damn, here I am contemplating Frat boys again). I’m actually REALLY tempted, lol.  I know I have said I’m not into gangbangs but in this scenario, well, let’s just say it sounds HOT!!  So, we will see and if I have any updates I’ll let you all know but don’t want to say too much too soon. 😉  There’s no pressure since he says both the men are attractive and have no problems getting plenty of pussy on their own.  We’d all be going out together so there’s no telling what could happen in the end.

Speaking of attractive, Mr. Firm is way hotter than the pictures he sent me online!!  He reminds me of so many guys I’ve been with all at once, it’s funny.  His face is like a combination of my FWB and this guy that was a FWB of mine back in high school.  Well the guy was in college at the time and a basketball player but last I heard he was moving off to the Ivory Coast.  Haven’t seen or heard from him since.  We had a great, drama free thing going on though. Anyhow, I picked the picture above because I think it looks a little bit like him, though he’s bald 😉

In bed, OMG, he is fantastic and reminds me in many ways of both the Professor and the Married Man, in other ways he is a bit like the Pilot.  All good news!!  He’s still not quite on par with the Married Man, but he’s pretty damn good!!  I have my doubts that anyone is going to make it to that level, lol and the Prof and I just had this emotional thing in the bedroom that I can’t  really explain and no one’s gotten there yet either. 

Still, WOW!! 😀  I’m quite happy with what transpired last night!!  Haha!  He’s very dominant and fabulous with his tongue.  He managed to make me cum maybe 4 or 5 times and once even made me squirt with his fingers.  I’m still not sold on the squirting thing though.  I just don’t like the way it feels near as much as a regular orgasm.  I think it hurts and that detracts from my enjoyment.  I’ve only experienced a for sure squirting thing once before though, with my Fuck Buddy, and really I wouldn’t necessarily know that I haven’t done it other times as well.

He likes to kiss and has a perfect, somewhere around 8 inch, cock.  With the lack of kissing from the Producer I kind of miss that so I love having someone I can get more passionate with.  We were in all kinds of positions and I loved the way he talked to me in bed.  Mmmm… He had asked me beforehand what really turns me on and I mentioned my love of hearing a sexy man’s voice during sex.  He wasn’t like, talking the whole time, lol, but it was good.

I loved the way he’d just grab my legs and yank me across the bed to another position (the Married Man does that too) and how he’d put it ALL the way in and just hold it there, waiting for me to squirm (the Prof and some others do that too, hot).  He loved having his nipples licked and sucked on, haha, which seems to be typical of the guys I’ve been running into lately (the Pilot was really into that).  He came REALLY hard which turns me on even more.  Right before he was asking where I wanted him to cum and when I said “in my mouth” you should have seen the look on his face, haha.  😉

Afterwards he was telling me how good it was and saying he was definitely going to have to travel this way again.  Mmmhhmm….  I always wonder what makes guys say that since I don’t feel like I do anything that unusual in the bedroom but he was all WOW about it too.  🙂 🙂 🙂

I thought I’d be bothered a bit by the fact that he has someone at home but I’m really not.  It doesn’t feel as awkward since he doesn’t talk to her about his playing and it’s more of a don’t ask, don’t tell arrangement.  He says he might like to go to a party with me sometime as well!  Hopefully soon I’ll have more to tell….

Meeting the Pilot

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I just got back from a sleepover with the Pilot and WOW!  First of all, he is way better looking in person than in his pictures.  He’s like…smoking hot! It’s funny because he did look like his pics, but they made him seem sort of “soft” whereas in person he’s really a very good looking guy with chiseled features.  He did tell me he doesn’t take that great of pictures and they WERE kind of dark and he was smiling. Maybe they made his face look chubbier or something.  Actually he has a great body and muscular arms and if I had to pick a celebrity that kinda reminds me of him it would be Dwayne “the Rock” Johnson, lol.  He’s black but lighter skinned and mixed with some other things, like Italian and Haitian and Creole and even some British.

We met in the lobby of the hotel where he was staying.  I got there before he came downstairs and was sitting on the couch with that Prince song running through my head. “Knew a little girl named Nikki, I guess you could say she was a sex fiend.  Met her in the hotel lobby masturbating with a magazine”…. But I wasn’t masturbating because, well, the people at the front desk were right there and they might not have liked that too well ;). 

Anyhow, I had on a cute little sundress and 4 inch, silver platform heels.  He was taller than me, even with them on and greeted me with a hug, saying he was so glad I agreed to meet him and that he thought I was especially gorgeous in person.  He kept telling me throughout the night “you are a really good looking lady”, haha. According to him, I look even better than in my pictures.  I hear that a lot so hopefully its true, lol.

He went to get his car and drove up to meet me in a very nice black Cadillac with dark tinted windows.  The restaurant he chose was a Hibachi style Japanese steak house.  It was packed, with a long wait, so we sat at the bar and he got us white wine and an appetizer.  We had great conversation and by the time we were seated at the table we were pretty much all over each other.  He said the people probably thought we were newlyweds by the way we were acting, all giggly and flirty. 

I’m really pretty impressed with this guy.  He’s been all over the world and has all sorts of interesting stories to tell and I just find him fascinating.  He’s a Lt. Colonel in the Army and works an interesting job but plans to retire in a year and already has something even better lined up for the future.  You can tell he has a lot of money but he’s not a snob and is very down to earth and charming and funny.  His dad was a pastor so he finds it really interesting that my ex was in ministry and we were talking about that kind of stuff too.  He seemed to like talking with me as well and said it’s not often he comes across a woman who is an intelligent conversationalist.  Yeah, that may be suspect, but in any case I liked him.

SO, after a nice meal we headed back to the hotel.  He brought out some more wine that he had chilling in the mini fridge and we drank and talked some more before starting to make out.  Our first kiss definitely had chemistry and he was like “wow, you are a really great kisser”.  We kept making out and eventually the clothes came off.  His cock was very nice sized and probably somewhere around the 8 ½ -9 inches he promised. 

We started having sex around 9 o’clock and didn’t take a real break until around 1:30 am.  He went down on me, I gave him blowjobs, we rimmed each other, you name it, and some of it was videotaped. I think I came about 7 times before he did.  He seemed to prefer the slower, more gentle, sex a lot of the time but then he’d get fast and hard before making me cum and the same for when he did.  During sex  he was telling me he suspects he is going to be putting a lot of miles on his car coming to see me (he lives 3 hours away, not far from my hometown). 

After that first round of sex we collapsed in each other’s arms for a bit before he decided he was hungry again and we should go grab something to eat.  So I did a little touching up of my just-been-laid, wild and crazy hair and lipstick and we went to the Steak n’ Shake across the street from the hotel.  I got a milkshake and fries and he ordered the same with a burger.  We chatted for an hour or so before heading back for more sex.

This time we fucked until after 3 am and then finally fell asleep.  He kept commenting that my Zumba classes must keep me really on my toes because I can just go and go.  We cuddled and kissed a lot but I finally rolled over on my side to sleep and woke up at 6:45 to him poking his dick around from behind,about to enter me again.  After a couple of morning rounds he finally came all over me and said he thought I was going to have him worn out for a good week. 

We took turns showering and lay in bed and talked for a bit before heading down to enjoy the hotel’s complimentary breakfast.  After that we packed up our things and he walked me to my vehicle to say goodbye.  He keeps saying he wants to see me again and we still have plans to attend a swinger party up his way soon.  He has offered to pay my gas and get a hotel for us to stay at nearby the party.  I suspect it will be a lot of fun.

I’ve got to be careful with this one because I can see how I could easily fall for him.  Due to distance and stuff that wouldn’t be very practical, and I’m not really sure what he is looking for.  On one hand he hinted several times toward wanting something more relationship like but then he also acceded that the distance could be an issue and told me that if he were to get emotionally involved he’s not sure he could share because he thinks he would get jealous and he doesn’t do drama.  So for now, I am going to treat it more like a fwb thing. 

He did also say there was another single girl that he sees sometimes that heard he was going to the party with me and thought she might like to come sometime too.  From the way he put it I suspect he is thinking “threesome” (what guy isn’t? Haha).  She’s not coming along to the party we are going to though.  Then there is this married lady he was telling me about whose husband is in Afghanistan and he says he is worried that she is getting too emotionally attached to him and he doesn’t know what to do.  I guess she had a double mastectomy and is lonely and wanting someone to talk to now and she is someone he’d slept with before and he says he feels guilty putting her off, or something like that.  In any case, as long as I’m thinking of him more as a fwb I don’t have to worry so much about all that stuff, so trying to keep my head there.

I’d be lying if I said this helped me completely get over the Professor.  I’m still hurting and there were a couple times when he crossed my mind last night.  In fact at one point when I was lying there with the Pilot in his arms while he slept, I actually shed tears.  I do feel better though and I kind of just want his memory to go away.  The Pilot is good in bed and we have some chemistry but no, it’s not comparable to the Prof in that regard.  It’s so hard for me to understand how the Professor could throw that away, especially when he had commented on how great the sex and chemistry between us was himself. 

I really just don’t get it.  Why would you “break up” with someone if you really didn’t have to, because both of you could continue to fuck other people all you wanted anyway?  He claimed to think I wanted a relationship with him but it’s not like I wanted to marry him or anything.  I think he thought I wanted a lot more than I did. It all seems so…stupid!  Or more likely, it’s the rejection talking.  It’s killing me. 😦  Oh well.  Glad to be moving forward anyhow. 

The Jamaican

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Last night, the Jamaican man I had met at a swinger party once, while I was with the Professor, came up here to see me.  He drove 2 ½ hours and got a hotel.  In case you aren’t following the story, we had been flirting a bit at the party, via eye contact, but never hooked up.  According to the Jamaican he was upset about the Professor appearing not to want to share me at the party.

I hadn’t heard from or seen him since, until he found me the other day on Plenty of Fish.  Since then we’ve been texting and he’s called several times and seemed very interested in getting together.  It cracked me up because yesterday, before he drove up this way, he called me his “lover girl”.  Has he been reading my blog?  LMAO

In any case, this guy is a Nurse Practitioner that is not a doctor “yet”.  He is 6’6” and 265 lbs, muscular, dark skinned and nice looking with a sexy Jamaican accent.  He says he moved to the U.S.  a little over a decade ago.  He was married for a long time and has only been divorced about a year. 

The reason he joined the swinger site, according to him, was because he was seeing a woman up here occasionally and they decided they weren’t going to work out as a couple but would be good friends with some benefits.  She found out about the swinger scene here from a friend at work and called him all excited about trying it out. 

Since then he’s been to a few parties and also played with a couple of married women but he says he is losing interest in the whole scene, that it isn’t something he can see himself doing with someone he is in love with.  He does play with the wife of a guy down where he lives but he says it is a bit awkward with the guy there watching.

Anyhow, one of the guys at the party we both attended had really talked up the Jamaican’s cock size, lol.  He was going on about how he was just huge and had I seen it and it was “this thick” and was trying to find pics on the swinger site on his phone to show me.  At the time the Professor hadn’t seemed too thrilled about this conversation.  I think the guy claimed he was like 10 inches too.

Now that I’ve seen it up close and personal I’d say the length was an exaggeration.  He WAS very thick but not totally unmanageable or anything (which is good, lol).  He was also probably closer to the 7.5-8 inch range than ten inches. 

I was able to get my mouth around him well enough to give an okay blow job, I think.  Still, he was uncircumcised, which I am not used to.  I’ve only been with one other guy who was not circumcised and it was a long time ago.  I wasn’t quite sure what to do with the foreskin.  Like, should I pull it back and suck on it that way?  Or would it feel good at all to him to actually suck around it?  So I tried a little bit of both, lol. 

Back to the beginning though, he kissed me when I first walked in and I was disappointed to find I really didn’t much like his style of kissing.  He wanted to stick his tongue in my mouth and just hold it still, or suck on my tongue and bite it and bite on my lips.  Bleah.  I’m not much into kissing unless I’m really into a guy anyway, so it was like doubly weird.  I was hoping this didn’t mean he was bad in bed.

We kissed and then spent quite a bit of time talking.  The air conditioner wasn’t working in the hotel room so he had called down to the front desk and we were waiting for them to come up and fix it.  He was actually really interesting to talk to and nice and easy to get along with.  I just love his accent and hearing about Jamaica too.  He says like 90% of the people there have no jobs and that he grew up in a family with 12 kids and they are all tall like him.  Even his sisters are over 6 feet tall and some of his brothers are taller than he is. 

So, since the people still hadn’t shown up after like an hour, we went ahead and got down to it.  More of the odd kissing and then he started sucking on my boobs and I gave him a blowjob.  After that he went down on me, which felt really good and he was doing a great job but he didn’t do it long enough for me to be able to cum. 

He said he has had a vasectomy and doesn’t play with very many people so I agreed to let him go without a condom.  Maybe some would see that as reckless but in his case I feel fairly safe.  He doesn’t strike me as the wild or dishonest type at all. 

In any case, the actual sex was over in like under 3 minutes, lol.  :p  Now I know why, when he asked about seeing the videos of me and the Professor he was shocked when I said they were over an hour each and we might not have time to watch them.  Basically, he got on top of me and pumped away until he came.  I was just starting to feel good when he stopped and came inside me. 

He apologized for cumming so quickly and asked me if I came. I didn’t want to lie so I said no.  We both cleaned up a bit and then the woman from the front desk knocked at the door.

I jumped up to get dressed and he pulled on his shorts but was telling me I should just lie there in the bed with the covers over me.  I really didn’t want to be doing that when this lady came in the room, lol.  He couldn’t understand why…

So she came in and because he had to tell her to wait a minute while we got dressed anyway I think it was pretty obvious we had just been having sex, haha.  She was trying to contain a smile while she checked the air conditioner.  It still wouldn’t work so we ended up having to move next door.

In there we talked for a long time before he got on top of me again for more sex.  He asked me what would make me cum and I really didn’t know how to respond.  I hate it when guys ask me stuff like that during the act! It’s like, what would make me cum is him already knowing what to do, without having to ask because that totally turns me off. 

So he asked me what position I would like to do and I said maybe doggystyle.  We did that for a while and he asked if I would like to ride him so I did.  I really wasn’t feeling the chemistry with him and was kinda hoping the second time wouldn’t be too long either.  It was longer though and he had me lie on my back again with my legs up and it did feel good for a bit.  I never did cum though.  Thankfully he didn’t ask this time, after he again came inside me. He was one of those guys that if I started to get excited or make noise he’d ask if I was okay.  Sigh…

So after the second time he rolled onto his back and started snoring, LOUDLY.  At first he woke up for a sec and apologized for snoring and pulled me over to lay my head on his chest and went right back to even louder snoring, haha.  I managed to escape his sleep grip after a while and got up and brushed my teeth and stuff before coming back to bed and sleeping on my own side.

I was lying there and couldn’t stop thinking about the Professor.  I miss him terribly.  Sometimes I wonder if I even want to play with anyone else at all.  I had to drive past his apartment complex in the morning on the way to get my kids and I think I may have seen him driving past on the other side of the road on his way to work.  I don’t know if he saw me.

The Jamaican wanted to spoon with me in the morning and I was lying there wanting to cry.  I didn’t really want to be lying there with someone other than the Prof.  I also never showed him the videos he had asked about, partly because it would have hurt to watch them and also because I didn’t really feel like sharing that with anyone.  It’s probably a good thing because if he saw me orgasm a million times during sex with the Prof it might have made him feel pretty bad!

When I left the Jamaican said he was going to miss me.  He had also mentioned the night before that sometime he would love to have my kids and I down to his place.  He has a big house with a swimming pool and said we could have fun there.  The girl he plays with off the swinger site has been trying to get him to have a swinger party at his house but he was saying he wasn’t sure he could handle people having sex in the pool and then watching his kids play in it a couple days later without worrying about germs. 

Anyhow, he says he will call me later.  I don’t want to hurt his feelings because he really is a nice person and I enjoyed talking with him but not really excited about the sex.  I’m not saying I could never do it again but don’t want to lead him on to think I want a relationship or anything either.  Thankfully I have the excuse that I don’t often have Monday nights free and my ex normally doesn’t take the kids overnight so most times I can be “unavailable” for getting together. :p